User blog comment:Llamao/Kotir Reborn/@comment-3135907-20120127040144

Cap'n Raivil is pacing the grounds well past sundown, waiting for his patrol beasts to get ready for the night patrol. Soon Rivgutt, Scurv, Redpatch and Slikker have collected arms and rations and the fivesome set out. Up a nearby tree, three young voices are heard. "Hey, I say, Gander me chap, move over! Y're nearly knockin' me out o' the bally ol' tree!" "I've got a clear view of the vermin chaps, so be jolly well silent! I'm detecting their every bloomin' move." "Gimme another one of those tarts, will you Baffle?" "Certainly, chum- woops!" Shuffling is heard before two hares slip out of the tree and land with a thump.